From Puerto Montt to Puerto Natales, a journey of four days and three nights. There is a cruise, is a cargo ship also carries passengers. Comfortably. Nothing to do with what I took in the Amazon, or appearance, or passengers. I slept in bunk beds in the room all shared spaces and bathrooms. And before taking up my bed for three youth was asked if Jorge Bonilla, I said yes and they look puzzled, thinking "what the fuck knows my name" the receptionist told them they would sleep with another English. 
three colleagues for the Southern Cone Three doctors after a review, met in Rome when Erasmus made them match there, Javi de Cadiz, Luis de Salamanca and Burgos Borja. Since then profess a fierce friendship and prepared together until a month ago the MIR in Oviedo, this trip was shedding, a cure. They are friends in the deepest sense of the word, insult, is pissed, and putean to each other as only know coleguillas be made. At the same time
love each other and are a pineapple. Each with their hobbies and prejudices, but friendship can do everything and is above all things. We talked a lot, a boat is what more do-well-read and look at policy, my travel, study, women and life in general. Good people, good drinkers, were armed with two bottles of whiskey and something else ... rich, though small. They were angry because of the difficulty of catching for those parts. Four weeks available to visit much, too fast, too many planes. They are young and movement going, march, march. None ligated, although everyone had deseado.Yo too. Borja, Burgos was the best coming in, in the words of Harvey, picked up the ball, dribble it, he carried the ball, but when he played a shot at goal failed, could not finish the job, was the only one without a girlfriend. 
Microcosmos backpacker That seemed the United Nations, although the proportion speaker ruled Germany after the gringa, but there were also English, Dutch, French, Japs, unspecified Asian and some Israeli, English and Chilean course, no vacation but transfer most of them cornered. It was not his medium, were indeed strangers. This is curious. The big difference with the Amazon lies in it. There the native population was the protagonist, here are foreigners we are tourists. Understand the difference, because that was magical and this is just great. ... I can throw me a while lecturing on the subject, but it happened.
suitcases were not in Patagonia hardly visible. The visitor is the adventurous type, with Lonely under his arm, is to move the legs, to walk. Many even go camping. What dominates is the backpack,
no matter the age of the wearer,
from young to retired Central, do not go through the package tour. They have their value, would at your leisure.
In this type of space to share in the same area several days, the same bathrooms or kitchens, classified from the Initially, look for your site and analyze the personal, and not only I but all ", which I like them, who want to know, who hate for no reason and want to throw away, who want to avoid not knowing what to whom and to whom Follari you never would. Are micro-in which is (almost) the whole human spectrum. I personally was quite autistic, and except with the trio doctor and two Chilean brothers, he and she, just I got involved. Before the Germans did the longuis me and I showed as speaker of their language but as a weirdo who kept smoking and pacing around the deck. Contact fled.
Sceneries Splendid, as befits the occasion. A boat moves between channels, fjords, open sea, narrow straits, islands and archipelagos, which stops at a remote place, with 250 people to pick up passengers, which moves mountains, wooded hills and snow-capped, , which is close to glaciers and clashes with small icebergs detached from the mass of ice moving in four seasons in a few hours, scorching sun, huge winds, rain and fog, a ghost ship, half-submerged, wrapped in fog late in the afternoon. Stage.
"We already have the movie.
- And the protagonist ... female?
- Eehh ...! There was not.
"I got screwed the movie.
Side forgot the service, the secondary, filling planes: the crew. Except for the group of animators that his talks, interesting, on the journey deep into the glacier, rock formations, indigenous people and ... and ... bingo! -How could it miss-played a greater role than extras. He Curran. Sorry, I have no pictures. Another failure.
-not insist, no female main character. No girl, no movie.
- What if I invent one?
"Then we talked.
"But if it is not cool for you too gringa, I have another ... more ... say, with more spark, more stories, far from our customs, more exotic. "Another day me the bill. Now I'm busy.
-Ciao.
-speak.
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